This Japanese Slice-of-Life Isn't Lame

But after absorbing the black thread from Asamiya Hitomi"s body, Kitagawa Tera saw that the Cadaveric Aura displayed on the system interface had jumped to 73/73.

Merely absorbing a thread of that curse had raised the upper limit by three.

Don"t underestimate this increase in three points. Kitagawa Tera"s Cadaveric Aura capacity had only been seventy, and a three-point increase meant there were significant uses for him.

Kitagawa Tera was really tempted to mimic Kamiya Mirai"s "I"m very curious."

But considering that he was not very familiar with Asamiya Hitomi, he could only restrain this thought for now.

In contrast to what Kitagawa Tera was thinking, Asamiya Hitomi was like a cat on hot bricks under his attentive gaze.

Did I say something wrong just now? Why is Kitagawsan staring at me like this?

Her trembling body and pale lips made her look delicate and pitiful.

At this moment, a middle-aged teacher walked in, did a quick headcount, and organized the students to walk to the gymnasium for the morning a.s.sembly.

Asamiya Hitomi breathed out a sigh of relief. She quickly stood up, wanting to escape from her deskmate"s "peculiar" gaze.

However…

Cold sweat trickled down the side of her face, and Asamiya Hitomi was close to bursting out in tears.

… Because Kitagawa Tera was following closely behind her.

His calm and cold expression and that unique coldness, coupled with that pair of constantly s.h.i.+ning eyes, made him look like a cold-blooded psychopath.

And this "psychopath" was staring at her with his pair of gleaming eyes.

Asamiya Hitomi was a very timid girl. And because of the rumor of her "bad luck", no one bullied her.

She had usually walked alone and basically had no contact with anyone else at school.

And now, with Kitagawa Tera was staring at her with "ill-intentioned" eyes…

Asamiya Hitomi really felt like crying.

At this moment, Kitagawa Teras"s voice rang out. "Are you okay, Asamiysan? Are you feeling unwell? Do you need me to take you to the infirmary? I just came from the library and saw that the infirmary should be empty. I think you have slight anemia…"

Kitagawa Tera saw Asamiya Hitomi sweating profusely and looking pale, so he was concerned.

Asamiya Hitomi could now count as his alternative "power bank", and it was normal for him to show concern for her.

He pointed in the direction of the infirmary.

Asamiya Hitomi did not hear clearly what Kitagawa Tera had said afterward. Her lips were twitching, and her entire body was s.h.i.+vering.

She distinctly saw some bloodstains on the back of Kitagawa Tera"s hand that had not been wiped clean!

Boom!!!

As though lightning had struck, Asamiya Hitomi gulped as her mind wandered.

Why does he want to take me to the infirmary? Is it because I discovered his secret, so he wants to silence me?

Asamiya Hitomi"s walking speed was already slow. Being stared at by Kitagawa Tera made her heart feel weaker and move even slower, gradually falling behind the group.

In addition, they were both invisible people in cla.s.s, so no one noticed they were missing.

"Kitagawsan," Asamiya Hitomi said sobbingly, "I beg you, please let me go."

Let you go? Kitagawa Tera mumbled strangely in his heart, not really understanding what Asamiya Hitomi was saying. Is it possible that Asamiya Hitomi is very scared of going to the infirmary?

There were indeed many people in the world who were afraid of going to the hospital. Being a medical student in his previous life, Kitagawa Tera had commonly seen it.

Seeing Kitagawa Tera appear to be seriously considering it, Asamiya Hitomi"s tears nearly flowed out of her eyes.

… Is he really considering letting me go?

Noticing how tragic Asamiya Hitomi looked, Kitagawa Tera shook his head and simply pulled her to catch up with the group.

Since she was too scared to move, he should not force her to go to the infirmary.

"I haven"t provoked Kitagawsan, have I?" Asamiya Hitomi"s timid voice rang out, her pair of clear eyes filled with fear and worries.

"What do you mean provoke?"

This kid hasn"t been scared silly, right? Kitagawa Tera looked back at her with an exceptionally sympathetic expression.

His gaze resembled a butcher looking at his prey that was about to be slaughtered, sending chills down Asamiya Hitomi"s hands and feet.

I want to run away… But I can"t.

And with this, Kitagawa Tera half dragged, half pulled Asamiya Hitomi into a building.

Gymnasium?

This girl came back to her senses and looked around.

The other students were already standing properly, and the princ.i.p.al was about to take a seat.

This unexpected development left Asamiya Hitomi surprised. She then saw the "psychopath" Kitagawa Tera next to her raise his hand. "Excuse me, Sensei, Asamiysan might have slight anemia. Can she sit at the back?"

Anemia?

Seeing Kitagawa Tera talking seriously with the teacher, Asamiya Hitomi opened her mouth, wanting to say something, then closed it again.

A feeling of loss and guilt rose inexplicably.

For him to say that, it turns out Kitagawsan was really worried about me.

Have I… misunderstood him?

But it"s a fact that Kitagawsan has bloodstains on his hands.

Asamiya Hitomi thought as she shrank her neck.

…

After Kitagawa Tera escorted Asamiya Hitomi to the last row to take a seat, Asamiya Hitomi"s lips moved, and a small voice gently whispered, "Thank you, Kitagawsan."

"It"s not a big deal." Kitagawa Tera shrugged.

Anemia would cause dizziness if you stood for too long, even fainting.

Considering Asamiya Hitomi"s unique situation, Kitagawa Tera was, of course, more than willing to stay with her.

After all, merely after a short while, his Cadaveric Aura had risen from seventy-three to the eighty mark.

But after reaching eighty, Cadaveric Aura"s increase was obviously much slower and not as significant as the beginning.

Kitagawa Tera was already very satisfied.

Being able to increase his Cadaveric Aura capacity by ten was already remarkable progress.

He had previously absorbed two intermediate-stage elementary wraiths and only increased his Cadaveric Aura capacity by fifteen.

The satisfied Kitagawa Tera tried to start a topic. "Asamiya, were you born with anemia? Your complexion is slightly weird."

"I have no symptoms of anemia," Asamiya Hitomi said softly. "My complexion is inborn. My family took me to the hospital for a few check-ups, but the results showed nothing. Instead, a few hospital instruments broke."

"Is this also bad luck at play?"

"… I"ve always had bad luck…" Asamiya Hitomi whispered, seeming worried that it would attract the attention of the people in front. "It"s always been like this for the past nine years.

"Friends I"ve made would always encounter all kinds of misfortune. At first, it was just little things like losing a wallet before gradually becoming minor falls that resulted in broken bones, encountering traffic accidents…"

"They all say it"s my fault, but I really don"t know anything. People started bullying me at school, but later, they were also sent to the hospital… It was then that I started believing that my bad luck could spread to others."

At Kyokuboku High School, Asamiya Hitomi had long turned into a fearful existence.

No one dared to bully her, believing that Asamiya Hitomi would bring bad luck.

Ahem Ahem. This is in fact true.

Kitagawa Tera looked at the black threads surrounding Asamiya Hitomi and alertly caught a keyword in what she said.

Nine years ago.

Did something happen nine years ago to cause Asamiya Hitomi to become like this today?

The darkness buried in the heart.

What does darkness in the heart mean? Is Asamiya Hitomi"s current situation artificially created?